Fu Chen and his party walked past the windows and entered the restaurant.
The young man followed behind Fu Chen closely, looking as though they were very close with each other.
He was about the same height as Fu Chen, and even his appearance was a little similar. But Fu Chen was wearing a light gray woolen sweater paired with a long black down jacket today, looking as ascetic and gentle as usual.
However, the person beside him was completely different.
He was wearing a slightly heavier bomber jacket that accentuated his broad shoulders and long legs. His eyes and brows were very similar to Fu Chen's, carrying an indifferent and faintly noble air. But he also had a tough and arrogant vibe, and his footsteps were strong and purposeful.
Especially that pair of eyes, they locked onto her firmly.
He was like an elegant yet dangerous cheetah.
Fu Chen turned his head and gave him a look. "You're still looking at her?"
